Separate Paths, Separate Battles
Natasha showers quickly then hurriedly dries off. She slips into her black catsuit and arms herself to the teeth. She is so thankful that she brought those silver daggers just in case Mikel found her. He at least still has the silver allergy though he is immune to the effects of UV light. It may not be much, but it's something.
As soon as she finishes arming herself, she hears a tap at her door… it sounds like 'a shave and a haircut… two bits'. Natasha rolls her eyes then slinks up to the door and looks through the peephole. She sees Hannibal King standing there looking nervous. Blade is no where to be seen. Natasha opens the door.
"Hello… Sexy Lady." Hannibal King says with a grin as he eyes her. Natasha looks at the taller man with the now well trimmed beard with a hard glare.
"You're not my type." She says and Blade moves from leaning against the wall.
"Were you bitten?" Blade then asks as he and Hannibal King enter the room.
"No. He could have. He talked about it, but he didn't." Natasha says flatly.
"How'd you get him to leave?" Blade then asks as he looks at the disheveled bed and notices there is blood upon the white sheets… there is none on the floor though.
"I stabbed him in the neck with a silver dagger." Natasha answers flatly.
"Talk about asking nicely." Hannibal says as he looks around the bedroom. "So… he caught ya in bed?" Hannibal then adds as he looks from the bed to Natasha and gives her a down-up look. "I would've hesitated to bite ya as well."
"His obsessed with me… that much is clear." Natasha says and a thread of fear enters her voice. Blade notices it and looks at her with a raised eyebrow through his shades.
"He saved you back in Budapest. What is it about you that interests him so much?" Blade then asks curiously as he steps up to the slightly shorter redhead.
"Her hot body and sweet disposition." Hannibal says with a smirk as he looks between the two with a stupid grin on his face. They both glare at him. "What? It was a joke." Hannibal says then sighs that neither one got his humor of the moment.
"It's because I'm descended from the last Russian Czar." Natasha says after she gives a short sigh of her own.
"You're a Russian Princess?" Hannibal then says. "Wow! It's like some fucked up fairytale then. Is there going to be talking animal friends and annoyingly catchy songs about love and finding ones self?" Blade and Natasha continue to ignore him now.
"Mikel is the last Czar's bastard son… he told me he had big plans for reinstating the Russian monarchy and returning Russia to a dominate super power. Now… I'm not so sure… though his plans to be Vampire King may still be in play." Natasha says to the two men.
"He'll be back for you." Blade says pointedly to the redheaded former spy.
"Talk about kissing cousins." Hannibal says with a huff. They ignore him.
"Gather your stuff… you're coming with us." Blade then says to Natasha. She quickly gathers everything which fits into a small rolling suitcase and a shoulder bag. Hannibal helps her by taking her shoulder bag… though he meant he'd help with the suitcase. The trio then leave the hotel and get into Blade's Dodge Charger.
Mikel pulls the blade from his throat and it clatters on the gravel crunching at his feet. He has to expend energy to heal the wound quickly… and that makes him very thirsty. His yellow eyes burn as he eyes the tall five star hotel from four blocks away on a rooftop of some random building he teleported to. He didn't know he could do that until she slammed the blade into him and he panicked disappearing into mist only to reappear here.
'Oh, my sweet Natalia… as dangerous as you are gorgeous.' Mikel thinks approvingly. He isn't mad at her, no… in fact, he is down right tickled about her assault upon him for he expected no less from the infamous Black Widow. She will make a very nice addition to the vampire ranks he is creating and she will be his Queen.
"First though…" Mikel starts testing his repaired voice. It's harsh and he clears his throat as the healing process completes itself. "I thirst." His yellow eyes blaze brighter and he flies off into the night for a throat to sink his fangs into.
The next day the sun peeks through the partly cloudy sky and the storms seem to have moved on. Workers mill about in the penthouse area fixing the walls, floor, and ceiling. Windows are being replaced with new glass and the new bar is coming together right on schedule.
"I'm just glad it isn't raining today like the forecast said." Tony says as he is in his personal lab with the others. The billionaire had called a 'group meeting' to discuss what happened yesterday and since the penthouse is being rebuilt… well, the lab it was then.
"I gave the Mansion a call this morning and asked a favor of Storm." Logan says with his arms crossed as he leans against a worktable.
"Storm?" Tony asks puzzled as he raises an eyebrow.
"She's a Mutant who can control the weather." Logan answers.
"Like Fabio? How intriguing. I wonder who has the better control?" Tony then says going on a tangent. Bruce nudges Tony's arm. "Right… first things first though… Yesterday." Tony then says as he leans forward and places his hands on the worktable before him. The last word is said with a harshness and a glare at Steve.
"I am NOT taking in brainwashed-old-war-buddies-turned-assassins ever again." Tony says sternly.
"Hey, Bucky is my friend and-"
"His fairy godmother of a hacker tried to kill us just to cover his escape, Steve." Tony says cutting Steve off abruptly. The two men stare hard at one another for a long moment.
"Let's all just chill." Sam says as he leans forward over the table to try and get between Tony and Steve as best he can. "Now we know that Hydra is still out there since that DeathClock guy-"
"Deathloc." Steve says to correct Sam. It's a biting tone but Sam shakes that off knowing that Steve is under a lot of stress right now after the whole fiasco.
"Deathloc guy… was enhanced by Hydra, which means they're still in operation… so… what are the Avengers going to do about that?" Sam then finishes and looks around at the others especially Steve and Tony. The two men sigh. Tony scratches the back of his head as he takes a step back from the table.
"I programmed a firewall algorithm on my laptop last night that will keep all malware and anybody trying to penetrate our servers out. I uploaded it to the systems once I scrubbed the servers of any trace of that Swiss Lawnmowerman-wanna-be bastard." Tony starts his explanation. "I call it… and I can't believe I gave it this name… Trickster… and it should hold since it constantly rewrites the entry codes in a completely chaotic manner so as to confound any and all hackers. In your face, Zola!" Tony then shouts.
"So you designed something inspired by Loki?" Steve asks skeptically as he crosses his arms over his broad chest.
"Well, when you put it like that… you sound like such an ass." Tony then says sarcastically.
"Hey, it's your program." Steve then says with a smirk as he uncrosses his arms and puts his hands up. "I'm just making an observation." At that moment, Clint's cell rings and he steps away to answer. Everyone ignores him except Logan whose sensitive hearing can't help but overhear the conversation.
"The rest of you had such an exciting time yesterday while I was locked in my room." Yuriko says to everyone as she leans against the work table beside Logan.
"I'm glad you were safe." Logan then says focusing back on the immediate conversation of the group meeting. "I would've been worried if you'd gotten hurt. Mariko would never forgive me." Logan says in a meaningful tone and Yuriko smiles up at him and nods her head in silent thanks.
"Speaking of my sister… she is happy that you reunited with your friends and wonders when you will come pay her a visit." Yuriko then says and gives Logan a knowing look. Logan sighs and looks away from Yuriko as his eyebrows rise. With all the new craziness going on currently… a visit to Japan may draw unwanted attention to the woman who has inspired his heart to beat anew… and Logan can't put her in harm's way right now.
"Next time you call her… tell her… when things slow down. Right now, I'm busy with a new job." Logan says as he looks back at Yuriko with a warm smile. She nods her head, understanding his need to be distant at this time.
"The Trickster firewall is a good start… what next?" Sam then says to steer things back on course.
"I've gotta find Bucky." Steve says with determination.
"Again with your bosom buddy." Tony snips as he rolls his eyes. "Ya know… if I didn't know any better, I'd stay you have a serious hard-on for the Winter Soldier. Good thing Red isn't here or she'd most likely get jealous." Tony then quips as he chuckles at his own joke. Steve looks livid as his face turns red.
"You know nothing about having a best friend who has always looked out for you and helps you even when you don't ask because you're too stubborn to." Steve starts and he feels on the verge of a rage… so he just huffs angrily and walks away from Tony. Stark says nothing as he watches the Captain go. Tony feels a pang of guilt for saying what he said though he won't openly admit that right this second… but then he thinks of Rhodey. He hasn't been there for Rhodey very much since the whole 'Rhodey flew off with a suit' incident three years ago. If the tables were turned, Tony knows he'd do just about anything to help his buddy out. That's when he realizes he's been an insensitive asshole.
"Hey, I've got some good news." Clint says as he joins the group then looks around puzzled. "Where'd Cap go?" He asks.
"I was an ass hat and ran him off." Tony says begrudgingly then sighs and looks at Clint expectantly. "So what the news, Hawk?"
"Oh… well at least you admit you're an ass hat." Clint says with a smirk not missing the opportunity to poke at Tony then he continues on with his news. "We are going to have a new visitor… Betsy flew in on a red eye flight last night after I called her two days ago."
"Betsy?" Sam asks curious.
"Agent Betsy Braddock…" Clint says as he looks between Sam, Tony, and Bruce like they should know this. He then huffs a sigh and rolls his eyes. "Psylocke." Clint then says and both Tony and Sam make an 'o' face as they recall Barton's adventure with Thor and the London S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. Bruce just nods his head.
"She's not staying here in the Tower." Tony says pointedly then.
An hour later…
"Okay… she can stay in the Tower." Tony whispers to Clint before the beautiful woman approaching them comes within earshot.
"Hey, Betsy. Welcome to the Big Apple." Clint says with a smile as he and Tony greet the British agent in the main lobby. She is quite the looker… standing 5'8 in her black heels and the deep purple dress suit hugs her curves nicely. Her wavy hair is shoulder length, black with streaks of purple in the bangs as well as under the darker color. She removes her sunglasses and places them into her black purse as a smile curls her mauve-colored lips. Her eyes are a striking blue ringed with indigo in color that catches Tony off guard.
"It is nice to see you again, Agent Barton." Betsy says with a warm smile as she strolls up calmly to the two men.
"It's just Barton now… or Hawkeye since I'm ONLY an Avenger currently." Clint then says as he scratches the back of his head. Tony rolls his eyes at Clint.
"Hello and welcome to Avengers Tower." Tony then says friendly like and smiles as he turns his attentions to eye the dark haired woman with some interest. Her left dark purple eyebrow arcs up as she looks at Tony with narrowed eyes.
"Don't you have a fiancé, Mr. Stark?" Betsy asks, more to remind him than to inquire. Tony raises his eyebrows and blushes.
"Yes, I do. Pepper is in L.A. at the moment." Tony says as he gets himself back on track and stops ogling the lovely British woman. "Come on in. I'll give ya a tour." Tony then offers as he turns slightly and gestures to the lobby. Betsy looks around with her striking eyes and smirks.
"Very modern looking… clean, precise lines that draw the eyes ever inward. Also bold and charismatic as well as having a flashy eloquence to it." Betsy says as they walk further in across the inlaid marble floor. "A reflection of the man whose name this Tower once bore… until an alien invasion occurred right above it."
"Wow… you have an eye for architecture, Ms. Braddock. It is Ms, right?" Tony then says as he gives her a smile.
"I'm not married and as for architecture… not really, I'm afraid. I have an eye for people and I'm just really good at reading them… especially when they scream at me so loudly." Betsy then says suggestively but it isn't with any veiled sexual innuendo. Tony gives her a curious look. She just smiles knowingly at him. "So what are you willing to show me your Fortress of Solitude?" She then asks.
"I've always seen myself as more of a 'Batman-type'… and I figured we'd start with the Security Level, get ya a temp badge, and then you can check out the Avengers floors." Tony says as they reach the elevators. They head up to the Security Level which is abuzz now and fully manned after yesterday's escapade.
"It's wonderful to see that you hired the loyal agents in the aftermath of what happened." Betsy says as she surveys the main control floor.
"So how'd the London Branch fare over there across the pond?" Tony then asks.
"Well, we've streamlined down to a small independent team, like your Avengers, and most of our loyal agents went into MI-6 and Scotland Yard so our intel comes from those agencies." Betsy answers.
"What's your guys' team called?" Tony then asks curious to know.
"Excalibur." Betsy says with a smirk. "And yes, like King Arthur's sword." She replies as Tony thinks it.
"So who leads the team?" Tony then inquires.
"My brother, Brian a.k.a. Captain Britain, is the leader." She replies readily.
"I didn't know the UK had a Super Soldier Program." Tony comments as he is surprised by the answer. "Him and Steve should get along well then."
"Britain doesn't have a Super Soldier Program… well, not in the sense you are thinking, Mr. Stark. He's a Mutant, like myself." She then says.
"What can he do? And what can you do?" Tony then asks now very curious.
"He's telekinetic… and as for myself… I'm telepathic." Betsy says and Tony goes quiet… verbally as well as mentally.
"That's what you meant by 'scream loudly'." Tony then says after his pause.
"Don't worry. I don't actively read minds unless I'm on a mission." She then says.
"Are you on a mission right now?" Tony asks.
"Of sorts." Betsy replies then adds, "I'm here to offer my assistance… but I will have to be brief since I am needed back in London in a few days."
"Well then, I hope you enjoy your stay and that your skills prove useful while you're here." Tony then says. They get Betsy a temp badge and take her up to the Avengers floors where she gets a tour starting on the lowest (the training floors) the exercise room though is being repaired. All the glass windows, inner and outer, have been replaced and there are people putting new equipment into place as the three pass. Betsy is impressed by the holographic training room and they move on.
She is shown the living floors of which there are three levels and finally they take her up to the penthouse floor which is still a busy cluster of workers finishing up on the repairs. Clint winds up referring to the floor as 'The Commons' since everyone tends to hangout there. Tony then takes her up to his private lab and the hanger for the Avengers quinjet… which Clint was surprised to see.
"We have a quinjet?!" Clint asks shocked as he eyes the plane.
"Yeah, we do… for when we go out as a group. It's fully tricked out with various stealth settings and repulsor thrusters so it flies even faster than the ones S.H.I.E.L.D. had… oh and you're the pilot, Trick Shot, since that's all you're good for." Tony says jokingly as he pats Clint on the back. The archer is speechless though he gives a glare to the billionaire at the 'useless' comment. Tony then tells Betsy that the topmost floor is his private quarters which they don't go to.
"Tony you didn't show her the Medical Floor." Clint then says as they leave the hanger and step back into the elevator.
"I was saving that for the end since Bruce is there." Tony then says and so they head down to the Medical Floor which is the level between the Training Floor and the Living Floors. They walk down the white, sterile looking hallway past the 'hospital' rooms and approach the med-lab doors.
"This is Dr. Banner." Tony says as they walk up to Bruce who is talking to Sam at the moment. "And this is Sam Wilson a.k.a. Falcon. He's one of our latest recruits. Fellas… this gorgeous lady is Ms. Betsy Braddock a.k.a. Psylocke." The two men immediately stop talking and look at the British agent before them. Both are taken aback by her beauty.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Sam says flashing a grin as he offers his hand and Betsy shakes it. He then grins and adds, "Clint, here, has told us all about the co-op mission you guys ran with Thor in London not that long ago. He failed to mention how lovely you are though." Betsy smiles at Sam's words and looks at Clint who gives a meek sigh and roll of his eyes.
"He was busy at the time and besides he fancies someone else." Betsy says as she gives a small smirk.
"Now this is something I didn't know. So who is she?" Tony says as he looks curiously to Clint expecting an answer. Clint just flushes as he stands there silent with his hands in his pockets.
"Spill it, Hawk… cause I've gotta know why you'd ignore this beautiful woman." Sam then says. Clint huffs under the pressure and crosses his arms yet remains silent. Tony then looks to Betsy.
"It's his business to share, not mine. And I only know because his thoughts about her were so loud they couldn't be ignored." Betsy replies to the silent question.
"Don't tell me! It's Natasha isn't it?" Tony then asks as he waggles his eyebrows at the archer. Clint shakes his head and rolls his eyes. Of course, leave it to Tony to start with the obvious possibilities first. Tony can tell from Clint's expression that Natasha isn't the woman… but he's not about to miss an opportunity to needle him.
"You're jealous of Cap." Tony says with a wry smirk.
"No… well maybe… but not because of Nat." Clint starts. Tony just gives the archer an 'ah-ha, really?' look. "Come on, admit it… you'd want to be stronger and faster as well. Hell, it'd be nice to get out of the hospital after only two days when anyone else would be in there for a month after what happened to him in D.C."
"He does have a point." Sam says as he nods his head in agreement. "I would certainly like to be able to keep up with Steve when he runs."
"Me too!" Clint agrees.
"Whatever." Tony says dismissively with a shrug of his shoulders and roll of his eyes. He then jumps back into his original question. "Who is she?"
"That's a secret I don't feel like sharing at this time." Clint says and walks away to escape further questions. Tony then turns his attention back to Betsy but she has engaged Bruce in conversation a little ways apart from the others.
"Congratulations on not 'Hulking Out' yesterday." Betsy says gently to Bruce. The scientist sighs and lowers his eyes as he gives a curt humorless chuckle.
"I hid while everyone else played hero." Bruce then says sheepishly.
"Well, I think you were the bravest one yesterday." Betsy says with a warm, friendly smile and Bruce raises his brown eyes to look at her with curious surprise.
"How so?" Bruce asks curious to know her answer.
"You could've gone in… guns blazing, so to speak, but instead… you showed restraint and didn't escalate a troubled situation further." She replies.
"You make my act of cowardice sound heroic." Bruce says with a lopsided grin.
"We all have to learn to pick our battles, Dr. Banner, and sometimes running away allows us the chance to fight another day." Betsy says with a sage-like wisdom that Bruce feels an admiration towards her for.
"The Hulk isn't always heroic." Bruce then says with a sigh as his smile slips.
"Perhaps you should teach him a better way than just smashing." Betsy says. "He is a part of you… in fact, he is your inner self. You are already familiar with meditation… continue that and commune with your inner self and see what you learn." Betsy then says. Bruce looks at her and smiles at the advice. He is about to say something when…
"If you'll follow me, Ms. Braddock, I'll show you to your guest room." Tony then says as he offers his bent elbow to her.
"Yes, of course, Mr. Stark." Betsy says as she takes his arm. She then turns her head to look back at Bruce with her striking eyes. "I enjoyed our conversation, Dr. Banner. I would enjoy another during my stay here if you don't mind."
"Not at all." Bruce says hurriedly then her and Tony walk away.
"Man, I seem to have lost it." Sam says as he leans on the table next to Bruce and crosses his arms as the two men watch Tony and Betsy leave the lab.
"What do you mean?" Bruce asks as he is snapped from staring.
"First Natasha… but then I backed off really fast because I noticed how she was eyeing Steve… and now Ms. Braddock here." Sam says and shakes his head as he pauses. Bruce gives him a puzzled as well as nervous look.
"What about Ms. Braddock?" Bruce inquires nervously.
"Man, are you blind?" Sam starts as he looks to Bruce then notices the glare he is getting as well as the glasses being cleaned on the dark blue dress shirt. "Sorry. What I mean is… she was eyeing you closely and she was smiling an awful lot… which means she likes you." Sam then adds. Bruce swallows the lump in his throat that has formed. He thinks of Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross, his first real love, and how they parted five years ago after she helped him deal with her dad, General Ross, and his man-hunt for him. She stuck with him, even met the 'Other Guy'. He protected her and she soothed him from turning green once… but he had to let her go. It was just too dangerous for him to develop attachments with anyone.
"I can't." Bruce says meekly as he looks down at the tiled white floor and shakes his head. Sam gives the doctor a side glance.
"Why not?" Sam asks puzzled.
"Because of who I am… WHAT… I am." Bruce says as he holds the rim of his glasses in both hands.
"You're not dead, Doc… and five years is an awfully long time to go without a woman's comfort. Personally, I'd probably go crazy." Sam says to Bruce.
"If the 'Other Guy'… comes out… then I could hurt her." Bruce then says with a frown to Sam.
"She seems like a woman who can take care of herself. Clint said she helped take down that big monster in London. I have a feeling she could handle the Hulk." Sam then says and smiles reassuringly. He then taps his elbow to Bruce's as he says, "Try flirting with her and see where things go."
"You're persistent." Bruce says to Sam as he gives the dark skinned man a somewhat annoyed look.
"Hey, I'm here to help and if that means helping everyone with their emotional baggage and past traumas… then I guess that's my job." Sam says with a smile and shrug to the slightly shorter man.
"Did you go to school for that?" Bruce asks at a half-hearted attempt to make a joke as he offers a faint smile.
"Actually, war taught me about trauma and the importance to get things off my chest instead of bottling all up inside… and when I came back, I worked at that VA to help others do the same… but everyone's got baggage. It's in how we carry it. We can hide under the weight of it or deal with it and move on as best we can." Sam says and pauses. Bruce sighs as he absorbs these words. He nods his head then realizing Steve brought in a good addition to the team of misfits who each have their own traumatic pasts to deal with.
"Steve did a good thing bringing you to the Avengers." Bruce then confesses. He then turns to face Sam fully. "I think you best go talk to Tony. He's tried talking to me but I seriously just don't have the patience… or temperament to deal with listening to him go on about his childhood and wild past. Ask his about Switzerland and how we all make demons… that'll take up a chunk of time." Bruce then adds and starts to walk off.
"And where are you going?" Sam asks curious of the answer.
"To talk to a lady." Bruce says smiling and Sam chuckles as he hurries to catch up.
Natasha slept little after her 'close encounter' last night. She didn't want to sleep long enough for Mikel to enter her dreams again. The memory of him touching her with his icy hands causes her to shiver with disgust… and his comments in her dream before she woke up unnerves her still. She still can't believe he saw Loki as more of a rival for her than Steve! That was absurd! She hates Loki for what he did to Clint! But she remembers how it didn't sit well with her after hearing about Loki's death at the hands of those Dark Elves. He died to save Thor… he died to avenge his mother… he died to redeem himself. Could she fault him for seeking redemption? No. Because she was given a second chance nearly eight years ago and she made the most of it.
She didn't want to recall what she had done in service to the KGB as their top spy and assassin. She had done some truly horrible things in the span of her six years 'on the job' as the shining star of the Red Room Program. Her ledger was full of red… the red blood of the innocent as well as the guilty.
Natasha sighs as she sits up on the old couch placed in this old warehouse in Baltimore. She is restless from lack of sleep, lack of peace of mind, and lack of Steve. She misses the 'Man Out of Time' and wonders how things are going back in New York. Maybe the Winter Soldier… Bucky… has started to come around? Maybe not? She pulls her Stark phone out and readies to call Steve…
"Good you're up." Abby says as she enters the waiting room area of the office space to find Natasha sitting up on the couch. "There's some troubling news… you should come check it out." The other redhead says and gestures with a tilt of her head for the former spy to follow.
They walk out across the wide open floor space to another area that looks like more office space. Inside are a few computers and an older flat screen TV on a desk. Hannibal is watching the news as he leans back with his rump on a desk and his arms crossed over his chest. His deep frown and painful stare at the screen tell her she isn't going to like what she sees.
"Late yesterday afternoon there was an unexpected terrorist attack upon Stark Tower in New York. Captain America pursued one of terrorists as he fled the Tower but managed to slip away." The anchorwoman says flatly. An image of Captain America saluting appears in the upper left corner of the screen as the woman talks. The scene then changes to video of the N-03 NexGen Heliacarrier crashing into the Triskileon. "It is suspected that this attack is connected to the terrorist attack that happened over a week ago in Washington D.C. in which the world security agency known as S.H.I.E.L.D. was disbanded due to the infiltration of the Nazi associated organization of Hydra." The woman's voice continues on. "Early this morning… Tony Stark, the owner of Stark Tower, issued a statement to the media." The scene then changes to a press conference of Tony.
"In light of recent events, it has become clear that the world needs its mightiest heroes… and since S.H.I.E.L.D. went belly up after proving to be compromised… I am hence forth taking control of the Avengers. The enemies of freedom would have us all cower in fear and call for a police state. I, for one, refuse to let such a thing come to pass… so by golly, I will NOT let this most recent attack upon my home send me into the shadows to hide! I will put all my resources to bear on rooting those Hydra vipers out and the rest of the Avengers are with me." Tony says sternly as cameras flash about and when he is done talking… he walks out of the press conference in the midst of a storm of questions.
"Terrific." Natasha says with a sigh at Tony's action. He has once again publicly declared his crusade… though at least this time he didn't give his address, but then he doesn't have to. Anyone in New York with eyes to see can spot Stark Tower. Then again… it has already been attacked.
"Actually… that's not what we wanted you to see." Abby says as she looks to Natasha and the former spy gives a quizzical glance to the other redhead.
"This is what we wanted you to see." Hannibal says as he rewinds the sat feed on the DVR device and then lets it play. The scene is of a residential street with cop cars all along the length of it. The flashing blue and red lights paints the scene eerily as Natasha watches the coroners remove body after body in the white sealed bags from not one home… but from every home down the street. She is so dazed by what she is seeing that she doesn't catch the name of the street or even the number of the dead. She just knows that whole families have been wiped out and for what? Because some ambitious vampire was thirsty?
"Fuck this." Natasha says in an icy tone under her breath. She turns to walk away.
"Where are you are going?" Hannibal asks as he notices her leave. Abby is glued to the screen and has a murderous glint in her eyes.
"To catch forty winks!" Natasha says loudly over her shoulder as she goes.
A/N: I disregard the cameo Psylocke had in X-Men: The Last Stand since she practically didn't do anything but stand there… such a waste considering she is one of the most bad-ass X-Women! She is one of my all-time favorites on the X-Men Team and I am a huge X-Men fan! They could do so much better with her considering her story in the comics especially the one in the Ultimate X-Men comics in which she was an agent for a British government agency that monitored Mutant activities and brought the dangerous ones to heel in the UK… then they killed her off! Which pissed me off! But they brought her back with the whole 'jumping her mind into a new body' trick like in the old comics.
By the way… if ya didn't know. That's how Professor X comes back at the end of X-Men: The Last Stand. I've heard everyone I know bitch about 'How did Xavier come back to life!' and I've had to explain the 'Psylocke Trick' to them and how it is something from the comics. I got it immediately when I seen the Easter Egg at the end of that movie and said, "He pulled a Psylocke!"
That concludes my rant… sorry about that :P
I hope you enjoyed the read thus far and reviews are always welcomed :D